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My other room is a war zone.
It's full of things I either don't want,
Don't need, or
Simply haven't gotten the chance to toss quite yet.
You can still tell that at one point
It was beautiful, passionately
Filled from floor to ceiling
With knickknacks, trophies, and gypsy treasures.
The wall...

Even as a writer, I fell victim to his words.
Oh, did he have a way with words.
The things he told me made me feel so special,
So beautiful,
So loved;
Perfect in every way.
But as a writer, you’d think that I’d be able to
Spot lies from a mile away.
As a writer, wouldn’t I know that
...

I’ve never really appreciated photography,
Yet the sight of my old writing journals,
Full of half-formulated ideas
And chicken scratch only I can decipher
Opens my mind to the picture world my words create.
These ratty notebooks covered with discolored sticky notes are
Photo albums of my li...

I thought I was moving forward.
I thought I was free.
I thought I was leaving behind all this negativity.
Oh, no, but it’s clear to me now,
And I don’t know how I didn’t see
That this will never change.
How long have I been striving to rearrange
The broken memories
To keep arriving ...

Say it again.
Tell me how much you love me.
Tell me everything you want to
Do for me,
Do with me,
Do to me.
Tell me where our mansion will be,
And what we’ll see from the view of our newly remodeled balcony.
Tell me the kind of sports car I’ll drive
To pick up our little angels from th...

Sing me to sleep
I want to hear your voice
As my eyes close
And I let go of the world
Whisper that you love me
Wipe away my tears
You’re all I want to hear
As I drift away
Hold me close, hold me tight,
Keep me safe from harm.
Won’t you sing me to sleep tonight
So I can wake up ...

Birth.
Isn’t it beautiful?
Now how will we measure this new life’s worth?
Hello, new child.
Welcome to Earth.
Welcome to life;
Wild, tough, rough, a wasteland of endless strife.
Make haste~
Your time is fleeting.
Your pace isn’t meeting the expectation.
Get used to it, for
There are...

This Chain…
Your chain…
My chain…
It’s just melted metal hanging from a chainlink,
But lately it’s the only thing connecting me
To my sanity because
It keeps me thinking about my love,
My baby…
It keeps me from sinking into despair,
For somewhere out there I know you’re waitin...

You asked,
“Would it mess up your makeup?”
You were looking past the smalltalk,
Feeling smashed and chips cashed, you’re moving fast, her
Life seems nothing more than a
Beautiful disaster
I can’t tell whether you want this to last or
You just desire the touch;
You’re needing a ...

I was sitting,
Now somehow I’m standing up
Now somehow I’m speaking up,
Speaking out, and
I’m not giving up until you listen to what I have to say,
For I know it might not be something you want to hear
But that doesn’t change the fact that I’m standing near,
And for the sheer reason...

Words.
Words,
Words are the single connection between thought
And action,
The constant distraction from actuality.
I’m often forced to ask to use them,
Ask for words,
Yet I can’t ask without them.
Sticks and stones can break bones,
But words ascend all this.
Words become stronger t...

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